This is a story that secretly a witch in Serbian
will not tell you, that tells
but now I want
in honor of that dream
that one day in Village
notify me of the crime.
spells and secrets were well hidden
at that time were silent when the same prelates.
"Justice be done," the crowd shouted that
of them already sent to hell hoped.
order the Villagers were at that fire, but none of the bystanders did
account of that furious
grin on his face that had well ... The three
rejoiced
fire as a great game. The rest
write as well as the witch
dear to me the story ...
This is a story of millions of years ago, which occurred in a distant time, when the three Village Merry Wives lived. They cooked for all people, and their appearance commanded great respect. No one could ever set foot in their kitchen, was known only for all to delight of succulent dishes through which the rest of the hours were marked by sweet dreams of gold. Impossible know the ingredients, much less guess what is really lurking behind those pretty faces. They were really beautiful, and each characterized by a particular sensuality, only three women so offered some variety, which seemed to be inextricable ... Nobody would be able to choose: they seemed together, one being rare.
laughter from the kitchen, and that joy was really contagious. For many years, peace and harmony reigned in the Village, and the emergence of problems seemed to be impossible. Delicious food, fun, comfort, justice and offered the three women without asking anything in return. Alas, nothing is forever ... An old woman
careful you do not ever trust of the three, and so the spy long without being exposed to unnecessary dangers. Investigating the Merry Wives discovered that they could only company in the miraculous by deception. In fact, pretending to respect the rights of all and developing principles of fairness and justice, no one realized that in reality through strange rituals and spells, did they be forgotten that the Truth ... Seemed to dissolve between the scents of delicious dishes and beautiful melodies in the notes of tribals. All comforted by the idea of \u200b\u200bnot guilty, the people were already so happy, and waving their limbs like madmen shrugged off responsibility and concern as they could ... Careful
old woman noticed the deception and by cheating achieved his goal ... The three did not pay much attention to what is around you say, because even if someone had uttered a disgrace, they would readily `s pulverized with a ritual. Underestimated the sweet old woman that one day they came asking for comfort ... with a broken heart, the poor thing said about her pain, while the three already busy in a potion, made her sit on a big chair. The old woman fell asleep and so cleverly in the kitchen is prohibited. The Merry Wives thinking of going to bed so that the 'harmless old woman hurt even a fly could have done. But no sooner had she jumped away with the chair and leave it in the pantry went. At first I could not believe his eyes: the truth does not disappear into thin air! Millions of cans and bottles filled the shelves, and millions were also labels: "The lies of the real vile," "The true story of Mr. M.," "The pain for the missing son of Mrs. J. ',' L ' hatred for the wife of Mr. T., "The goodness of Spider-Man," "Perversion stolen from a passing rogue" and so on. Everything was much more gruesome than the careful old lady had imagined, and almost thought he fainted when he read a label marked "" The real murderess's mom Bambi "... Incredible what the three were able!
which recovered quickly from what has just been discovered, the old woman understood the meaning of everything: The Merry Wives stealing people's feelings to use them and combine them great pleasure as they did ... This is found to support everything and its opposite at the same time ...
What could be done to teach them a lesson? The old woman decided to immediately get back on the giant chair and pretend to be asleep, while the three that would also return. He meanwhile decided what to do ...
After many hours of meditation, she was quite clear: the three Villagers stole the feelings to others because in reality they were free, but because their minds were not good, mingled So enough with all malice ... get rid of all cans and bottles of Truth, or better yet, break them all and release their contents forever. That same evening, saying that his poor bones would have never allowed it to rise up and even get off the chair, he was able to stay in the kitchen again. The three went on, and soon became impossible to hear their footsteps away, the old woman again with a leap jump from the chair and rushed into the pantry started launching the millions of bottles and cans out to the courtyard, which by so doing broke down very easily ... All
then awoke to a painful awakening, while the three witches writhing with a scream contagious.
was so that he could reign al'improvviso the Truth and could execute the three Godmothers ... but their souls had long been sold and is burned alive is not enough to eliminate their bad. So the flames they went only a new gift, certain that their art over the centuries would have gone forward, because widely loved by the people ... This was the true story of three lost souls whose Merry Wives do not forget to them always with courage face.
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